The sound of approaching footsteps grew louder, each metallic clank echoing through the prison corridors like a funeral dirge.
Jack pressed himself against the cold stone wall, his wounded body protesting as he tried to control his breathing. His mana was slowly regenerating, but at 162 out of 300, he was far from full strength for what was coming.
'System, give me everything you can on these field bosses.'
[Scanning approaching entities...]
[WARNING: Limited data available]
[The Jailer | Rank: Dread.]
[The Chained Beast | Rank: Terror.]
[Both entities are close together.]
[Recommendation: Avoid direct confrontation until mana reserves recover]
'That's not going to be an option,' Jack thought grimly as the footsteps grew even closer. Through the phosphorescent gloom, he could make out shapes moving in the distance. One humanoid but impossibly tall, the other was low to the ground.
The Jailer stepped into view first, and Jack's breath caught in his throat.
